| The man is a monument to himself
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| Oh yeah, listen to him talk
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| The man is a monument to himself
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| Oh yeah, listen to him talk
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| He says:
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| «Tell you 'bout my genius, man
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| It’s as high as the sky is blue
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| Explore my work you’ll understand
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| And come to find I’m a healer too»
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| So Narcissus plays his game
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| A hustle by any other name
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| (Monument)
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| The man is a monument to himself
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| Oh yeah, listen to him talk
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| The man is a monument to himself
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| Oh yeah, listen to him talk
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| He says:
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| «A humble servant of the fates
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| The powers that be tried to pull me down
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| Yet I’m the peer of all the greats
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| Enlightenment follows me around»
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| You who pass remember this
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| Here spoke the great self-rhapsodist
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| (Monument)
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| The man is a monument to himself
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| Oh yeah, listen to him talk
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| The man is a monument to himself
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| Oh yeah, listen to him talk
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| Loves, loves, loves, loves, loves
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| The sound of his voice
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| Loves, loves, loves, loves, loves
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| The sound of his voice
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| (Monument)
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| The man is a monument to himself
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| Oh yeah, listen to him talk
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| The man is a monument to himself
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| Oh yeah, listen to him talk
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| (Monument)
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| The man is a monument to himself
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| Oh yeah, listen to him talk
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| The man is a monument to himself
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| Oh yeah, listen to him talk
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| Monument |